I was gardening the other day and not giving much thought to the cottontail rabbits in my yard. Turns out, they had stolen a teacup from my cupboard, and were starting a fire dance. They started wailing and doing weird arm movements around the teacup. Once I heard their chanting and wailing, my amazingly perceptive mind realized something terrificly terrible was up.
With lightning quickness, amazing dexterity, and a spur of fear I ran to disperse the evil congregation of satanic cottontail rabbits.
Alas, I was too late. The rabbits had just managed to conjure fireboy from the depths of the teacup, and there would be no bottling him back up now. The evil rabbits had succeeded in another step towards their destruction of the suburbs. Not only had they trashed my grass and assaulted my peppers, but they had now unleashed the fury of fireboy upon the unsuspecting public... fireboy, fireboy, fireboy... a little boy with an ability to fly and a penchant for fire. Don't be surprised if you see your garden in flames, your car on fire, and a meteoric streak of fire in the sky... it is fireboy.
